When I was younger December was my favorite time of year. I can still see the candy dish that awaits in the den at my grandmothers house. It was filled with all sorts of candy ribbons and other hard candies that had a filling in the middle.I was walking through Walmart the other day when I spotted a tall doll in a box displaying the words "walk with me". For a moment I was transported back in time ,back to the day when I had my had my own doll that was as tall if not taller than me. My memory is somewhat faded , but I think it was a Christmas gift. Christmas at Grandmas house just seemed to hold some sort of special magic. Now as the years have passed and so have Christmases at Grandmas house December just seems like a troubled time of year. I love to hear the words Merry Christmas but they seem so few and far between anymore. Christmas just seems to have lost its sparkle.But there is still a glimmer a small flicker even that finds some joy in the holiday. One person wishing another a Merry Christmas,one night of watching my favorite Christmas shows (It's A Wonderful Life and A Christmas Carol) seems to bring back all the magic that grandmas house held.A few magic sprinkles and it's Christmas at Grandmas house all over again. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays
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